Chapter 88 Why did he come from behind and win?

Zhou Xubai was startled, realizing that he had not expressed himself clearly, and hurriedly explained:

"No, hiding is only temporary. As long as we get evidence of Fu Quezhou's crime, we can definitely send him to prison."

Hearing this, Su Yumian subconsciously frowned, took a step back and looked at him, "What do you want to do?"

He felt that this sounded dangerous.

"Yu Mian, believe me. Right now, only Fu Quezhou is defenseless. As long as you lurk beside him and secretly collect evidence of his crimes, and then hand the evidence over to Officer Cheng, you can definitely send him to jail. Then we won't have to hide anymore..."

Su Yumian couldn't stand listening to him any longer as he became more and more unreasonable. "That's enough!"

He looked at Zhou Xubai and found that he seemed like a completely different person, which made him feel a little unfamiliar.

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that. Don't say it again." With that, he packed his suitcase and was about to leave.

However, Zhou Xubai took a step forward to stop him. A trace of pain appeared on his face, and the corners of his mouth were stretched into a stiff line. He looked at him for a long time before asking.

"You don't want to do this because you've really fallen in love with that lunatic?"

Hearing this, Su Yumian chuckled. What's the point of talking about love or not? What's going on between him and Fu Quezhou is more than just love.

There are so many things involved between them that it is impossible to count them all.

"...Yes, I love him. Now I'm satisfied. Can I leave?"

Su Yumian raised his head slightly, a hint of stubbornness appearing on his face.

Hearing this, Zhou Xubai's face instantly turned cold, and his eyes were dark, like the sea before a storm, seemingly calm but suppressing a terrifying undercurrent.

"Why?"

Su Yumian was stunned. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Zhou Xubai growl excitedly, "I was the one who knew you first, so why did he get the upper hand?!"

Su Yumian was shocked by his appearance, because Zhou Xubai had never lost his temper in front of him and always had a gentle and kind image.

"Xu Bai, calm down first..."

"How can you expect me to calm down? I was obviously the one who liked you first, so why do you like that lunatic? Why can't you like me?"

Zhou Xubai was in a state of near madness, grabbing Su Yumian's shoulders and shaking them continuously.

Su Yumian felt dizzy from being shaken by him, and fear of Zhou Xubai appeared in his eyes. The current Zhou Xubai was so unfamiliar that he almost couldn't recognize him.

When Zhou Xubai met Su Yumian's frightened eyes, his rationality returned a little. His Adam's apple rolled violently and he held Su Yumian's face.

"Yu Mian, I like you, don't be afraid of me."

After saying that, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed the lips he had been thinking about. His movements were rough and forceful, and he bit them hard as if to leave a mark on Su Yumian.

"Well…!"

Su Yumian suddenly widened his eyes and struggled hard.

However, Zhou Xubai was too strong and held him tightly in his arms, making him unable to move.

He tried to pry open his teeth with his tongue, but Su Yumian realized his intention and opened his mouth and bit down hard. Zhou Xubai felt pain and subconsciously let go of him.

“Bang!”

Su Yumian raised his hand and slapped him hard in the face. The slap stunned Zhou Xubai and he tilted his head for a long time without coming back to his senses.

He stuck out his tongue and licked it, and a bloody taste filled his mouth.

He suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a cold and bitter smile, and kept his head tilted for a long time without moving.

The sunlight from the window slanted down onto half of his face, making the bright red palm print particularly clear.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and a tear slid silently down his cheek and flowed into his mouth along the corner of his mouth, salty and bitter.

He slowly raised his hand and touched the place where he was beaten. Every inch of skin touched by his fingertips was burning with pain.

He suddenly chuckled softly, his laughter filled with self-mockery.

"…sorry."

After a long time, he finally spoke, but his voice was hoarse and trembling.

Su Yumian felt a pain in her heart when she saw him like a porcelain vase about to break, but love was something that could not be forced.

It is also destined by heaven.

“…You’re wrong.”

Su Yumian reached out to grab the handle of the suitcase and turned around, saying quietly, "I knew him long before I met you."

After saying that, Su Yumian dragged the suitcase away.

After a long time, Zhou Xubai came back to his senses. Looking at the empty room, he raised his head and laughed miserably.

“Ha, hahaha, hahahahahahaha…”

But as I laughed, the tears started to flow like a dam bursting, and I couldn't stop them. Even breathing hurt.

Su Yumian got in a taxi back to the villa, and after thinking for a while, he took out his cell phone.

Open the chat box with Zhou Xubai, and then return the money you borrowed from him last time.

Zhou Xubai looked at the red envelope for the transfer and felt as if his heart was being cut with a knife.

Su Yumian is about to draw a clear line between herself and him.

In the villa, Fu Quezhou didn't see Su Yumian coming back for a long time, and was about to take the car keys to pick him up.

A taxi came to the door, and Su Yumian opened the door and got out.

The taxi driver helped him take out the suitcase and drove away.

Fu Quezhou stepped forward, took the suitcase, and said unhappily, "Why did you take so long? If you don't come back, I'll go find someone."

Su Yumian lowered her head and didn't look at him. "There are a lot of things. It will take time to pack them up."

Fu Quezhou pulled him into the house, but Su Yumian kept his head down until they entered. He finally realized that something was wrong.

"Mianmian, what's wrong? Look up."

His voice was deep and contained a hint of unquestionable determination.

Su Yumian's heart started to panic, and he slowly raised his head hesitantly.

Fu Quezhou noticed the bite mark on the corner of his lip and his face instantly darkened.

He raised his hand and gently rubbed the bite mark with the tip of his thumb. After stroking, he suddenly pressed hard, his tone extremely cold.

"Zhou Xu did it for nothing?"

Hearing this, Su Yumian quickly denied it, "No! I bit it accidentally, seriously!"

The fact that he denied it so quickly made Fu Quezhou even more upset. He suddenly reached out and pinched his chin, then pressed his lips against hers.

His movements were rough and forceful, prying open his pearly teeth and robbing him by force, as if it was a punishment, but also as if he wanted to cover up the mark, so that only his mark would remain on Su Yumian's body.

Su Yumian only felt that the air in his chest was becoming thinner and thinner, and his legs were gradually becoming weak.

He slowly stretched out his arms and hugged his neck, hanging his whole body on Fu Quezhou.

Fu Quezhou snorted coldly, bent down and picked him up, then strode towards the second floor...

After all this tossing and turning, Su Yumian's body was convulsing and trembling, his eyes were tearful and blurry, and he asked breathlessly, "Now... are you sure it's enough?"

Fu Quezhou chuckled, his eyes sliding across the countless peach blossoms blooming on his chest. He leaned over and pressed down on him, whispering in his ear, "Not enough..."

Fu Quezhou seemed to have no intention of letting Su Yumian go. He did it again and again, and the layers of pleasure continued until the long night was over.